Song Ruoxi looked dumbfounded and mumbled, “No way. That’s impossible, impossible. Feng Yin can’t leave me. It’s impossible……”


  Tears of blood flowed out of Song Ruoxi’s eyes, and she looked to be in despair.

  The old man and Martial Uncle Ge held Song Ruoxi’s body down. However, Song Ruoxi was immersed in the bad news that Feng Yin would never return, looking dull and desperate.

  The old man shouted at Ning Shu, “Dig out the Phantom King Core from inside her body! Quick, or she’ll slowly merge with the Phantom King Core and will become stronger and stronger.”


  Ning Shu took the dagger and tore open Song Ruoxi’s stomach. Her internal organs were losing vital energy and were about to decay.

  “Let me go. Let me go.” Song Ruoxi struggled violently.

  Ning Shu eventually found a white pearl at the location of her dantian. At long last, she held the Phantom King Core in her hand.

  “No, no……” Song Ruoxi saw Ning Shu holding the Phantom King Core that Feng Yin had given her and screamed, “Feng Yin gave that to me……”


  Song Ruoxi’s stomach was split open, but it healed shortly after, apparently because her body still had the power of the Phantom King Core in it. She wouldn’t die for the time being.

  Song Ruoxi’s body, however, became shriveled as she reached out to take the Phantom King Core in Ning Shu’s hand.

  Ning Shu said to the old man, “Let’s go quickly.”


  Now that it was a modern society, even if they killed Song Ruoxi, they couldn’t be seen while doing the deed.

  They could not be made suspects.

  Once they got outside, Ning Shu strengthened the Immortal Binding Formation so that Song Ruoxi couldn’t go out to harm people. Besides, the remaining Phantom King Core power in her body wasn’t much.

  Getting into the car, Ning Shu spurted a mouthful of black blood and passed out.

  “Girl!” shouted the old man in distress. He then turned to Martial Uncle Ge. “Hurry and return.”


  At the villa, the old man carried Ning Shu on his back.

  “Daoist, you’re back.” Xie Weiming saw the unconscious Ning Shu and asked, “What’s going on?”


  The old man ignored Xie Weiming and placed Ning Shu on the sofa. He then took glutinous rice to put on the wound that was poked by Song Ruoxi’s nails.

  “Don’t you have a lot of medicine? Can’t you see my injured disciple? Take some medicine out.” The old man shouted at Martial Uncle Ge, furious, “Do you still want Phantom King Core?”


  Martial Uncle Ge didn’t care about the old man’s bad attitude, though. He brought out several vials of medicine pills, which the old man mixed with water and gave to Ning Shu to drink.

  The old man’s hand holding the bowl was shaking and he looked worried.

  When Xie Yiyuan saw how tense the atmosphere was, he wanted to ask a few concerned questions, but he didn’t dare make a sound.

  Ning Shu finally woke up, but her brain was in severe pain. She couldn’t move her body and had no feeling in her limbs. Ning Shu suspected that she was paralyzed.

  There was an infusion rack next to her bed, and the back of her hand was swollen and painful.

  The door opened, and the old man came in with the medicine. Seeing that Ning Shu had woken up, he was pleasantly surprised. “Girl, you’re awake.”


  Ning Shu coughed. Her throat was swollen and sore, and her internal organs ached.

  “Don’t move. You need to recuperate. Come, drink the medicine.” The old man brought the bowl to her mouth. Ning Shu was feeling parched and drained, so she drank all the medicine.

  Ning Shu asked the old man, “Master, how long have I been sleeping? Where’s Song Ruoxi?”


  “You heartless girl, you scared Master to death! You’ve been sleeping for a week.” The old man said, “Song Ruoxi is dead. Her corpse was found by the police.”


  “Did they think it has anything to do with us?” Ning Shu was more concerned about this.

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